I love heat. We have a conservatory that is a sauna on a sunny day and sometimes before I open the doors to let the heat out I stand there, reveling in the feeling of being just that little bit too hot. But today I have got the woolen socks back on with my large hoody and am slightly mourning the lack of sun. Whereas my son was begging (begging for a 15 month old is banging with a hard wooden toy on the back door while making loud 'eh-er!' sounds) to go outside even though it was raining.

I love the carefree, joyful nature of children. Little Man wasn't staring out the window frustrated that kicking a ball around would no longer be fun as it was raining, he just wanted to be outside. Us adults too often let the little things (a few of mine; being cold, traffic, losing things, running late, chewing loudly, a lost child's shoe, a dirty nappy just as you get in the car and so many more!) affect our mood negatively. Today Little Man has taught me that I need to not let these niggly things get in the way of enjoying the day and instead to don my mac, grab my wellies and enjoy playing in the rain.